There are things in life not all are meant to know
But is that only the few who are meant to bear
We are taught to cast a blind glance
Past all the ill actions
Remaining in ignorant bliss
While leaving the only witnesses to these ghastly secrets
To be those with dying eyes
For the great I make
I am
To castrate the right hound
A subtle tick to your grave
A voice said "do you know hell?"
A tongue to show what eyes can't
Let 'em come
Letters lay
Refill the pills my nightmares
Stay a slave
To the pain that was ours in the first place
Let 'em come
Dying Eyes
For the great I make
I linger
Bones drop from the pale count
Let foul things die in the end
A relapse censors smiles
I sense relief but my heart aches
Let 'em come
Letters lay
Refill the pills my nightmare
Stay a slave
To pain that was ours in the first place
Let 'em come
Dying Eyes
Make it great and
Lick and stick it
Mix it mischief fiction
Pixel makes it picture take it
Fix what makes it tickin'
And now we lay alone
Let 'em come
Letters lay
Refill the pills my nightmares
Stay a slave
To the pain that was ours in the first place
Let 'em come
Dying Eyes
Dying Eyes
Dying
Mix it mischief fiction
Pixel makes it picture take it
Fix what makes it tickin'
Right now
